I'm Just another ordinary girl
I try to convince myself of another world
A world filled with the wanders of my mind
The talents I have there are phenomenal
Everyone bows down to the greatness I own
But I know that is just the old creation of my mind
I talk to that one guy
That one guy who makes my mind fly
He asks 'how do you know you're just an ordinary girl? '
I tell him there's no talent in this girl
But he whispers into her ear
The gentle touch of his breath seems unreal
'There could be a guy who thinks your special'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem